A Time to Talk


Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
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And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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Friendship
When we were idlers with the loitering rills,
The need of human love we little noted:
Our love

Life in a Love
Escape me?
Never—
Beloved!
While I am I, and you are you,
So long as the world cont

AB HAME NIND NAHI AATI

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

Subah hone hi

Feelings About Him

Peace and love,

his kiss is soft as a dove.

He makes me smile all the time

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Heartbroken And Confused

My heart feels like it's torn in two,

Why can't I just be with you?

Every day ano

Before I...

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like

To be weak,

How difficult it is t

Pain Of A Broken Heart

Tears of blood fall from my

taqdeer hi bewafa hai

Ishq karna toh lagta hai jaise

Maut se bhi badi saza hain,

Kya kisi se shikwa kar

The Dream
Love, if I weep it will not matter,
And if you laugh I shall not care;
Foolish am I to think

The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

 

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